reyna man, sumasablay din. :)

woke up around 6:30am, prayed that this would be a good day, and got out of bed to get going. through all my morning rituals, i kept on conversing with myself: practicing warm welcome's to the freshies, imagining my replies to certain questions or remarks by my classmates, recalling all the experiences i could share with them, etc. and all the while, i was also praying, Lord, let this be a good start for me, please...

so yeah, fast forward. got to school, attended another boring orientation program (i've had 'nuff of these things! lies! tsk.), cleaned our new classroom (which i already love as early as now! it's never warm in that place!), sat down and kept up with the latest happenings. ugh. i/we still miss our former classmates. the four of them (jacob, paola, evan, geno) were, like, the noise machines in our batch. and even though most of us that remained are "chikadors" at some point, we still find ourselves facing a "nah-meh-dumaang-angel" moment - a moment where we all turn quiet, waiting for the other to talk again, and eventually run out of things to talk about. yeesh. i miss them so much!

whoa! *checks time* i better finish up early. class starts at 7 tomorrow and my favorite subject, calculus, is up first. (i hope you knew i was being sarcastic. haha.)

so..where was i? hmm..yeah. after all the moping around (we didn't have any regular class yet), it was dismissal time. i had my parents fetch me so we could go to golden bell and buy my school stuff. yep, i was not prepared. hehe. and there i was grabbing every useful item i could lay my hands on. bwahaha! :) while paying for my goodies, i looked around and realized that there were a lot of uniformed teens hopping from aisle to aisle. hala, medyo madami ata regionalians. and there was this guy going through the notebooks, his back turned on my view. matangkad siya.. *i squinted to take a better look* blue yung pants niya..parang pang-regional. at yung ayos niya habang nakatalikod, familiar masyado. parang..parang si.. no, it can't be! it must not be! *got a sideview look of the guy for a split second* hala ka, chinito! siya ba yan? another voice popped, hindi mars. medyo malaki katawan niyan. imposible.. cut by the first voice, ilang months na ba kayong di nagkita? malay mo may nag-iba sa kanya. waaaahhh! got so confused that i decided to leave the paying to my dad and waited with mom, still debating with myself. i could pretend to pass by the aisle and take a closer look. make sure lang ba.. no.. what excuse will i give my mom? uhmm.. eh pag siya yun, ano naman gagawin mo? i pondered on this for a while, and decided to shrug the thought off. (was that the right thing to do?!)

we then headed home. that's funny, i was kilometers away from golden bell and i can still feel my heart beat like crazy. what's wrong with me? ugh. why was this happening?!

and just when i thought my day-ender couldn't be worse, another thing came up. this time, it's nothing compared to the previous. *gulp* i finally told my parents about the cp-wallet thing. not really tell (but i was planning to earlier), just blurted out. my mama kept on asking me about my cellphone and i don't answer back. then i just spat out the words, ya perde. i mean, ya ruba. (nawala. i mean, meh nagnakaw.) and the rest is history. (note: history = nagging session from mama, a lot of tears from me, calm comforts from daddy, kumusta text message from kaka mimin, and a whole lotta pain in my already-crumbled heart. ouch.)

but overall, i wouldn't say i had a bad day. it was pretty good, come to think of it. i may not have money or a phone or the total trust of my mama, but i still have life, determination, optimism, faith, and Him. and like i told Him through my tears, Lord, kaya ko 'to. Basta, mawawala din 'to. Ok lang ako, promise...